Greta Christina has been writing professionally since 1989, on topics including atheism, sexuality and sex-positivity, LGBT issues, politics, culture, and whatever crosses her mind. She is author of
The Way of the Heathen: Practicing Atheism in Everyday Life, of
Comforting Thoughts About Death That Have Nothing to Do with God, of
Coming Out Atheist: How to Do It, How to Help Each Other, and Why, of
Why Are You Atheists So Angry? 99 Things That Piss Off the Godless, and of
Bending: Dirty Kinky Stories About Pain, Power, Religion, Unicorns, & More, and is editor of
Paying For It: A Guide by Sex Workers for Their Clients. She has been a public speaker for many years, and many of her talks can be seen on YouTube. Her writing has appeared in multiple magazines and newspapers, including Ms., Penthouse, Chicago Sun-Times, On Our Backs, and Skeptical Inquirer, and numerous anthologies, including
Everything You Know About God Is Wrong and three volumes of
Best American Erotica. (Any views she expresses in this blog are solely hers, and do not necessarily represent this organizations.) She lives in San Francisco with her wife, Ingrid. You can email her at gretachristina (at) gmail (dot) com, or follow her on
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I had 3 cats growing up, and later I fostered kittens for the local animal shelter. I miss the kitty piles.
OT: NPR featured a blog about fashionable women over 60. First thing I’ve seen in ages that made me feel ok about aging.
Awwww….how sweet! I love that they sleep together so lovingly. (Such a soft, cuddly pile!) I look forward to many more cat photos.
This is a demand from the Cute Kitty Alliance. Do not attempt to trace this message. You’ll never find us.
We demand more kitty photos. For every day that passes without a new kitty photo we will stomp our feet and shake our fists. If more than a week passes without a single kitty photo, we will be forced to hold our breath until you relent.
You will never be able to evade our cutesy might. Do not attempt to run. We’ve got agents everywhere.
Give us kitty pictures or feel our wrath!
Wish my five cohabited with a fraction of the calmness of your three. Newest cat has taken to bullying the Coalition of Black Cats (the 3 who hang out together on my bed all day), and is causing my rescued feral no end of stress-related hair loss. I’m at my wit’s end.